Decodifying God and manhood (uh ... yes, please)
Thursday, April 2, 2009
this man's humble words of truth and candor can strike AWE-someness into the hearts of our generation or any generation. thanks for the feature. it was lovely.
poetry. words. power. ah. (i'm gonna go dance on a cloud.)
what do i think? what do i think? are you kidding? i what to see more of this man unreal ...:) unreal love it
Your poem, Shake the Dust, is truely moving. Anyone can connect to its powerful yet simple words of truth. We're having a sort of poetry slam callled Wordstock at my school. I only hope I'll recite my poem half as good as you recite yours. Beautiful work.
Thank you Anis. Shake The Dust brought tears to my eyes. I can really relate to that poem.
This is the greatest, you are my hero dude. This world is so crazy
beautiful. his honesty is so rich and refreshing. may we all strive to be that transparent.
one of the things i loved about "shake the dust" was how it equalized everyone. we are all so unique yet playing on the same field. messed up but hopeful. hopeful but messed up.
his art just breathes the theme: life is more than my own bubble.
yet it still leaves me hanging with the question: but what is life?
what do you do with that...
Just sent this to my son's and asked them to read it for me as a Mother's Day present. Want nothing else than for them to learn to think about life. No object, no thing, compares to knowing that my sons are stopping and thinking, contemplating what it means to be a man. We lost something in my generation. I don't know what it was or why it is. But men - and maybe women too, I don't know, not the topic - lost some identity of what it is to be a man. Which means they lost what it was to be a father. No matter how hard I try, I cannot be father to my sons. I can only tell them about life from a mother's perspective. It is up to them to figure out what it means to be a man, a father, a husband. They have figured out what it means to be a son and no mother could be more honored to have these boys as sons - not because of their external accomplishments but because of the honor and respect with which they treat me as their mother. But knowing that I can only go so far, I want them to find for themselves the rest of what it means to be a man. Because it is something really wonderful. We just need to remember what it is. And I think we are starting to do that. These boys will carry forward something special that they defined for themselves in choosing to be the men that they are, even if they stop now, because of who they already are.
Awesome. I'm on that same train... Trying to find my stop, or destination, or purpose, or the next thing. Always searching and moving until it gets to be too much. Then I get quiet, real quiet, and then I know, something, something else is there, someone who cares, something that I already am but just got to know it. Feeling it then reeling it, realizing it, all that is... Then I wake to all this and that and everything else that really has no meaning and I know that that is not all there is. There is much more, right here, right now. I am all that is, as are you, and you, and you, and you... We all are here, together, in it together, but all have a different place to be, all have to be different... But we're the same in the end. We all return to it in the end, whenever that is... Love.
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This is unreal. So good